It’s been a long day. Sean and I left Ventura around 2 PM to head down to Carson for the L.A Galaxy game against FC Dallas. We got home a few minutes ago, around 10:30 PM. The game was sold out, and it turned out to be a very exciting match between L.A. and Dallas. But now I’m exhausted, and I didn’t even do any of the driving. I’m so glad I don’t have to go to work tomorrow.
In knitting news, I made a little more progress on the second Green Print sock.
I started the second sock last night, and now my three-day weekend begins.
Just a few more rows, and then I’ll be able to bind off.
Twenty years ago in September 1995, Sean and I started dating. Seven years later, we got married. Today marks our thirteenth year of being a married couple. Sean likes to joke that I could have used a pair of my own knitted socks on the night before the wedding. You know, because I was getting cold feet.
In other news, I knit the heel of the Green Print sock.
The Green Print sock’s colorway mirrors the leaves of the grapefruit tree in our front yard.
I started a new sock, using On Your Toes brand yarn. The label tells you that it is 4 ply sock yarn “with aloe vera.” The colorway is called Green Print, which is kind of a disappointingly unimaginative name. Then again, I don’t know what else I would call it. It is a green print.
Happy birthday to my big bro! The socks fit his feet. Yay!
Today was a long day, filled with driving and running errands, including getting my allergy shot in Oxnard. I’m now back in Morro Bay, and among all the things I did today, I made sure to finish this pair of socks.
Well, tomorrow is the Ventura Half Marathon. We’ll have to get up at 5 AM, and we’ll probably be starting the race around 6:45 AM. I will be asking myself why the hell am I doing this, especially around mile eight or nine or ten, when I’m hot and tired and sore, and the faster runners have already turned around at the halfway point and are making their way back. So think of me around 9 AM, Pacific Standard Time, and send good vibes so that I can get through those last three miles and make it to the finish line.
At 5:05 this afternoon, I was still at work, sitting at my desk and typing on the computer. I had planned to leave at 5:30, but the next thing I knew, the door to the office had opened and two of the 3rd watch correctional officers were coming in from the corridor.
“What are you still doing here?” one of them demanded. “It’s Friday. You’re five minutes late for happy hour.”
“Go home!” the other one ordered. “You need to have been gone. Go on, pack up and get out of here. I’m watching you.”
I knew these two officers well because I’d worked with them for several years now. They liked me, and I liked them. While neither of them were being jerks, they were both telling me what to do in a firm and authoritative manner that basically left no room for argument. I could see how they would be very effective in handling potentially dangerous inmates. Two uniformed officers giving me direct orders to call it a day, go home, and start my weekend? Who was I to argue?
It’s time to start the heel! And that is a quilt that I made last year.
365 Days Handmade 